I am looking up at the sky and my body imagines it's wrapped in one of the soft clouds covering the space above. My muscles relax and I close my eyes. I am no longer a small spec on the earth, but I am infinite, flying above, watching down. My fingers touch the abundance of colours bursting in every direction. My eyes follow the vapour trails until they disappear into the air. I'm breathing slowly and my mind is happy.
Then it is now. The nights are drawing in early and I am watching the twinkling fairy lights around the walls of my bedroom. My eyes blur and I see snow falling from a deep grey sky. I see orange, yellow, brown leaves scattered on the ground, blowing gently in the breeze. I am in the sky looking down at the sharp, bare branches of trees suffocated in leaves by it's roots. Everything is magical and I am wrapped up in my coat with gloves warming my fingers and a hat covering my ears.